New years ago    We drank and danced and left our sour hearts behind    We sweetened for a kiss --    The kiss of a new year to come    But those days are gone    We never got resolution -- it never comes    All the best wishes were blown    So blow out your candles -- the year won    So long, to longing for the ressurrection of an unbrindled wantonness    Break in the new year...    Break in the new year...    Break in the new year...    Break in the new year...    Fear    Whipped us in shape    We must stay afraid -- our new god is discipline    New, but hardly improved, it's just new cliches    They might nail your hands, but your neck has been saved    So break in the new year with a vintage wine    Here's to aging, when some things just get bitter with age    And other are made to be broken    Broken    Broken in...    We're disciples of discipline    Sweetened for the kiss...    Off